Something I Know
How's it going? Can we talk on the phone? Our truth is both essential, To stay in our zone. Left to right, And right to left, Singing a song, Without a single G-Clef. Can I play? Or can I sing? Making the best, Of an antiquated thing. Doors open fast, And windows open slow, Trying to live, By something I know, Something I know. Wearing the crown, Is such an easy sentence, Because he is the king, Without any question. The joker is funny, Because he's just a fool, Laughing and dancing, While the king always rules. Living in the past, A long time ago, My life in the Middle Ages? Or middle of the road?
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Steve Bujanow, Chris Theriault, Neo Cortex The Band, aka Neo Cortex
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